Memoir Draft Teaser

Growing up living in the woods as a child gave me some fun experiences. With only one other kid my age living nearby and no places to hang out at within a reasonable distance, the two of us would often spend our time exploring the woods. We would grab sticks and use them as “machetes” to cut our way through the seas of palmetto bushes, looking for interesting things people would dump out there. Chain-link fences, car hoods, and even a paddle boat. If it wasn't in too bad of shape (and there weren't snakes living inside) we would find a way to salvage it and drag it to our makeshift fort.